My Soul Is Awakened

An Inward Journey (A Poem)

Photograph ‘Full Moon’ by Deborah Christensen

Evening comes

The ripe moon hangs like fruit about to fall heavy in the sky

The sea wind blows my hair

Kissing my face and lips like a lover

Butterflies dance above the tall grasses

Reminding me of freedom and that change is good

Waves break against ancient volcanic rocks

The pull of the moon exerting unseen forces

My heart pounds

I am pulled inward

To my own dusk

My own inward transformation

My own journey on this path of life

My soul awakens